Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!-Chapter 643: A Familiar Masculine Scent Wafts Over

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Chapter 643: Chapter 643: A Familiar Masculine Scent Wafts Over

Under the guidance of the old butler, several people walked through the manor’s gate.

A vast, expansive lawn unfolded before their eyes, with the vegetation in the garden meticulously trimmed. In front of the villa stood a massive fountain pool.

"The young master’s room is upstairs. Please follow me," he said.

Tom led Ji Wei upstairs, occasionally turning back to remind her to be careful with the steps. This old butler was warm and kind, which brought a subtle warmth to Ji Wei’s heart.

"Please take a moment to rest," suggested the old butler considerately, knowing she was weary from her journey.

Ji Wei thanked the old butler and only walked into the bedroom after he left.

Inside, the lighting was dim. Ji Wei walked to the window and pulled open the curtains.

The bedroom’s décor and furniture were in European style, seamlessly blending modernity and classic elements. Ji Wei removed her jacket and walked to the bedside, her gaze quickly landing on the photo frame atop the nightstand.

Inside was a portrait of Gu Moqian.

A sharply tailored suit, jet-black and neat short hair, coupled with a flawlessly contoured handsome face—he was the epitome of a successful business elite.

Ji Wei picked up the photo frame, staring at the cold, stern-faced man whose deep, dark eyes gave off an aura of subtle detachment—a stranger to her.

Suddenly, an image of the divorce agreement flashed in her mind. Ji Wei’s face turned pale as she slowly put down the photo frame.

Lifting the blanket, she lay on the bed. The familiar scent of the man enveloped her senses. Ji Wei relished the aroma, trying her best to calm her tumultuous emotions. Exhausted from her long flight, she eventually drifted into sleep.

Downstairs, Xi Nanfeng placed his luggage in the guest room before taking out his phone to call Gu Moqian.

He made several consecutive calls, but none were answered. In the end, he had to send a message to Gu Moqian: "I’ve brought Ji Wei to Britain. We’re at Aifei Manor now. When will you return?"

Several minutes passed after sending the message, but there was still no reply.

Xi Nanfeng lay on the bed with his clothes on, resting his head on one hand. A faint trace of irritation crossed his brow.

Every now and then, he lit up his phone’s screen to check, but Gu Moqian’s response never came. Finally, he simply tossed the phone aside and closed his eyes to nap.

When Ji Wei woke up, she found that the sky outside the window had turned dark. The quiet manor was shrouded in the night, its lights gradually illuminating the grounds.

As she descended the stairs, she saw the old butler instructing the servants on arranging tableware. The dining hall was brightly lit, and the dinner looked lavish.

"Young madam, please take your seat. Dinner is ready," the old butler approached her and said respectfully.

Ji Wei glanced at the living room but didn’t see Xi Nanfeng. She asked, "Is Second Young Master Xi not here?"

"No, he left a while ago," the old butler replied.

Did he go to find Gu Moqian?

Ji Wei wondered in silence as she stepped toward the dining hall.

At the large dinner table, she sat alone to eat. Ji Wei barely took a few bites before she stopped.

"Where are Mo Qian and Mrs. Nan? When will they return?" she asked.

"Mrs. Nan and the young master haven’t been staying here lately," the old butler answered truthfully.

"Why?" Ji Wei was startled.

The old butler offered a polite smile but didn’t respond further.

... 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

By the time Xi Nanfeng arrived at the hospital, the sky had turned completely dark.

After checking with the nurse on duty, he searched along the halls and eventually spotted Gu Moqian standing at the end of the corridor with his back turned. He wore a dark suit, his spine still upright, though his silhouette seemed a little thinner.

As he drew closer, Xi Nanfeng caught a faint scent of tobacco and furrowed his brow instinctively.

Hadn’t Old Mo quit smoking?

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Gu Moqian turned abruptly. When he saw Xi Nanfeng, a hint of surprise flickered through the weary depths of his eyes.